"She led Mark down the passage and showed him into the spare room."I wouldn't call this tiddly," said Mark. "It's bigger than my room in the Mess." Oh...well, that's all right then. We'll leave you to sort yourself out and do get out of your jacket and tie. Anthony will fling his off as soon as he gets in through the front door. The bathroom-cum-loo is facing you at the end of the passage. Come on, Victoria."Mark did as he was told actually changing his trousers and pulling a jersey over his. She then removed that too .I was now stark naked in front of my sexy aunty. She started to stroke my cock which was hard and oozing out the pre cum. She asked me ” can I suck it? I have seen it in porn movies but my hubby never allowed me to suck nor he sucked me.” I said ” do whatever you want to do with me. am not going to stop you. ” with that she started to suck my cock. She had trouble in sucking not cause my cock is too big ( its normal 6″) but that it was her first time. Within seconds. There were paintings of Thin Red Lines at Waterloo and Lucknow, khakiclad, red-faced men at Spion Kop, burdened Tommies staggering throughbarbed wire in Flanders mud, their sons wading ashore at Anzio, bush-hatted lads winkling out terrorists in Malaya and Kenya, weary, grinningsquaddies with armoured vehicles in Iraq and Afghanistan. Father knewthe stories behind every painting, he knew the powerful citations behindeach of his regiment's Victoria Crosses, the history behind every battlehonour. You used one of your calls for this. Why?”“You were right and I did not take you seriously, I should have seen the danger. I just assumed you were a paranoid street gang member puffing himself up,” he said in a tone that took all the blame for something bad that he didn’t do.“What happened?” I asked. “Start at the start. I assume this was after Gracie left with my friend?” Well, he knew I had orchestrated that part. He knew his trackers were halfway to La Paz by now.“You have strange ... well,.